System, the stylist did something to his waist again today!

"Second Master, the royal family has sent an invitation letter, saying that there will be a state banquet tomorrow night. We need Mr. Yu to do the styling for His Royal Highness the Second Prince. After the styling, he can decide whether to attend the banquet or not. It all depends on Mr. Yu's opinion."

Chi Mo delivered the invitation letter sent by his men to Cheng Keyu's study and explained the other party's purpose. After hearing his words, Cheng Keyu put down the pen in his hand and stamped the signed document.

"It seems that Nangong Tuo has found out the relationship between me and the little fox," Cheng Keyu looked up at Chi Mo and spoke calmly, "No matter what his purpose is, our recent plans cannot be disrupted. Send more people to keep an eye on him. If Nangong Tuo makes any move, he will suffer."

"Yes, Second Master," Chi Mo immediately understood the meaning of Cheng Keyu's words, bowed and said seriously, "I will take care of this matter."

Cheng Keyu nodded and let Chi Mo go. He looked down at the invitation letter in his hand, and after a moment of silence, he stood up and left the study and walked towards the bedroom.

Yu Kouchen had just coaxed the little guy to sleep and asked Aunt Hui to stay with him before returning to the bedroom. He had just finished taking a shower and put on a white T-shirt. He was about to go to the cloakroom to find pajamas when Cheng Keyu pushed the door open.

"Is Mr. Cheng done with his work?"

Yu Kouchen didn't feel embarrassed at all. Instead, he walked straight into the cloakroom as usual, looking for pajamas while greeting people, without wasting time on both.

Cheng Keyu glanced at Yu Kouchen's pink toes, and then at his naked legs. He saw that everything from his feet to his thighs was white, with some red marks on them, some of which had faded. It was unknown how long ago they were applied.

Further up, there is a half-revealing shirt, which reveals the shape of his peach-shaped buttocks and waist. When he put on this shirt, he probably forgot to wipe the water droplets off his body and just put on a casual shirt.

He was now half wet and half leaky, which was no different from being naked. If there was any difference, it was that he was extremely tempting. However, the other party was unaware of it.

"Ah."

Cheng Keyu put the invitation in his hand on the bedside table, squinted his eyes and walked straight into the cloakroom. When the other party got a set of black velvet pajamas and turned around, he leaned over very domineeringly, pinched his wrist and pressed it against the cloakroom cabinet, put his arm around his waist and kissed his lips.

Yu Kouchen didn't expect Cheng Keyu to attack him suddenly. He lost his balance due to his movement and the pajamas in his hand fell to the ground. He staggered back a step and was embraced back in his broad arms.

His kiss was domineering and aggressive, just like a hunter who had been lying in wait for a long time and finally seized the opportunity to capture the prey he had been observing for a long time.

Yu Kouchen opened his lips in surprise, which gave Cheng Keyu a better opportunity. He was now forced to tilt his neck and head back to accept his strong and overbearing kiss, and luckily he didn't suffocate.

Fortunately, he reacted in time, quickly adjusted his breathing, and went with the flow. After all, a kiss should be a two-way effort to achieve physical and mental satisfaction.

So, with Yu Kouchen's obedient cooperation, Cheng Keyu completely forgot about his business and ate the deliciously washed Yu Kouchen clean...

"Hiss... Mr. Cheng, why are you so fierce today? Look at my hands and legs, there is not a single piece of healthy skin. I don't know how long it will take to get rid of the blemishes. I can't even wear cooler clothes. Oh... It's too hard for me..."

Yu Kouchen lay leaning against the head of the bed, looking at his arms, then his thighs and calves. They were all red and purple, and the medicine was taking a long time to wear off. He didn't know what Cheng Keyu's habit was, but he would just bite his skin when he got hold of it. It was really painful.

"You can't wipe it off." Cheng Keyu domineeringly snatched the ointment from Yu Kouchen's hand. When he looked over, he sincerely commented, "It looks better this way."

Cheng Keyu thought about it, and seemed not very satisfied with what he said. He frowned slightly, then relaxed his brows and added seriously, "Only I can see it."

"Pfft haha..."

Yu Kouchen took a while to realize what Cheng Keyu meant. He immediately reached out and held his cheeks, rubbing them with a smile, his eyes and brows smiling, a sweet look on his face.

"Mr. Cheng, how can you be so cute? Okay, okay, since Mr. Cheng is so cute, I will reluctantly accept your proposal."

"Well, good."

Cheng Keyu held Yu Kouchen's hand, raised his eyebrows, pulled his hand down, rubbed it unconsciously, and did not refute him, but directly picked up the invitation letter and handed it to him to see.

"Is this an invitation? Who sent it?"

After Yu Kouchen received the invitation letter, he opened the cover with some confusion. After seeing the contents inside, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he felt a little helpless to refute the complaints.

"It's from the royal family. It was sent by Nangong Tuo. He asked me to go in as a stylist. What's his plan?"

"If my scumbag father who defected to Nangong Mo and the others were here, wouldn't they be using my identity to argue with me?"

"But if I go in the name of Gu Shaochen's friend, I will be suspected of taking sides. This is a bit hard to say. Mr. Cheng, Nangong Tuo must have known about my relationship with you."

"Then my scumbag father should also know that if I attend the banquet in the name of Gu Shaochen's friend, it will arouse their vigilance."

"Nangong Tuo's behavior seems to be fine no matter how you look at it, but I still feel a little unhappy. It's really unpleasant to be stepped on by someone you don't like."

While reading the contents of the invitation letter, Yu Kouchen was muttering to himself and analyzing it. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he had been stepped on by the little villain's scumbag father. He was so angry that his hair stood on end, but he could do nothing about it.

"You can refuse. The royal family has no shortage of stylists."

Cheng Keyu pinched Yu Kouchen's cheek and gave a direct answer from another direction. Yu Kouchen looked at him and felt that it made a lot of sense, but he shook his head.

"Gu Shaochen must have some connection with me in order to disrupt the thoughts and plans of those guys, so that we can achieve further success."

"Mr. Cheng, I have to go to this party. As long as those people don't mess with me, I'm easy to get along with. Isn't that right?"

Cheng Keyu listened to his question and really thought carefully about how Yu Kouchen usually treated people, then nodded firmly, "Yes, you are too polite to those polite guys, I believe you."

"Well, that's more like it. Leave it to me tomorrow. You must pay attention to safety when handling your own affairs. Got it?"

"Don't worry, I have a measure."

"Well, okay, let's go to bed. We have to get up early tomorrow."

"it is good."

Yu Kouchen nodded contentedly, put the invitation on the bedside table, and then lay down in the quilt. Cheng Keyu followed closely behind him and held him tightly.

Yu Kouchen couldn't resist the strength of his grip, so he usually chose to give in. He let the other party hug him, because he wouldn't lose any meat anyway, it would just be a little hot. What's more, he had become accustomed to this sleeping state during this period of time.

Yu Kouchen and Cheng Keyu fell asleep, and the subordinates who had been assigned tasks had already taken action. They seemed to have done nothing, but in fact, they seemed to have done everything. Everything was going smoothly and there were no mistakes...

"Did you send anyone in to sneak in?"

At dawn, Yu Qixing walked out of the study. He was about to make a cup of coffee to wake himself up before continuing with other matters. Unexpectedly, before he reached the tea room, he heard a female voice. It was none other than Cheng Wanqian.

Yu Qixing stopped and did not walk out. He looked towards the source of the sound, then leaned against the wall and listened quietly to Cheng Wanqian chatting with a man.

"The Cheng family is heavily guarded. How can it be so easy to sneak in? My brothers followed me and survived many life-threatening situations. While they are still alive, I have to seek more benefits for them so that they can focus more on their work. Miss Cheng, you look at how busy they are. Shouldn't you show some appreciation?"

While talking to Cheng Wanqian, the man stretched out his hand to him, rubbing his thumb and index finger together. With the smile on his face, the meaning was very obvious: he wanted money.